Poem-A-Day #231 : Wall

Wall

The oleander - mother house of my heart
thick around it with the ripples of vacant footsteps on water

I was as vacant once - will be forever
the laughter of death on the hillock under the trees

Hand-shaped candles melting into bowls of candy
a Halloween of the brain - pick it clean - but pick it cleanly

Poem-A-Day #208 : Four Separated People Looked Trustingly

Four Separated People Looked Trustingly

The house steadied
                                        located them

Eddies of air          the center of consciousness
                 
                     somehow separated

Welcome
                     Welcome

                     Can you make a martini?

Poem-A-Day #119 : Trees

Trees

The sticks that are the trees surround the house and then like chopsticks picking dumplings take it into the sky the mouth the dark